1,2,3, I'm at the Chelsey Hotel, like, Sid and Nancy, with knife, and two grams of candy
Where I'm from is like 'Hustle Flow' versus '8 Mile.' It's that really grimy, box-Chevy, dope-boy, working-class music.
Yeah, I have animosity, a chip on my shoulder. But I love, too.
How many ya'll parents smoke weed? My momma still grows illegal weed in Alabama.
I don't sit under the tattoo gun unless I'm sold on it completely and it will define me as a person.
My homies in Gadsden aren't as exposed as I am culturally, which is awesome - that's why I love going home. I'm in the kitchen with people who don't know anything but the simple life, what's important to them, and what's dope.